Page 56 of Possession

Nodding, I wore a secret smile through the gallery and into the bathrooms where I put myself back together.

He waited for me, and we returned upstairs to our floor.

“Do you want to look at the files while no one else is around?”

Blake shook his head. “I think we should use our personal computers at home.”

“Even though this is a closed system?” I asked.

“Especially since it is. Our eyes only.”

I nodded. “All right.”

We gathered our belongings, as well as the rice container, and headed down to the lower level.

“Who are you?”

I grinned at Vi. “Leaving before seven. It’s a miracle.”

“Is the sky falling? Meteor shower tonight?”

Blake gave her a bland look.

She gave him a cheeky grin. “Have a good night, boss.”

“Good night, Violet.”

The trip crosstown and into Blake’s townhouse development was a quiet affair. Not an uncomfortable one, just quiet for once.

When he opened my car door for me, I realized I’d dozed off sometime between Boston and Lynn. “Sorry.”

“Nothing to be sorry about. You’re still in recovery, even if you won’t own up to it.”

We headed up the walkway, hand in hand. Suddenly, Blake stopped and shoved me behind him.

“Blake?”

“Get in the car, Grace.”

“What? What’s wrong?” My heart rate galloped.

“The door’s open.” He turned to me. “Go, get in the car.”

“No, we’re going tobothgo to the car and call 911.”

He reached into his briefcase and came out with a handgun.

My eyes widened. “When did you start carrying?”

“We’re a security company, Grace. I know how to use a gun.”

I gaped. Of course, he knew how to use one. There had been the shooting at my grandmother’s house, and it sure as hell hadn’t been me who had pulled the trigger.

But spur-of-the-moment self-defense and toting around a concealed weapon seemed very different. “Glass security is not the same thing.”

“Please, do as I say.”

I fumbled for my phone.

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